I'm gonna make it after all
So. On Sunday, my wife and I are moving from Minneapolis back to Boston, where we both grew up. We moved out here five years ago because of her Ph.D program, and we're moving back to Boston for the same reason.
When we moved here, we were a bit dazed. My dad had just died of cancer, and we were going somewhere completely new and foreign. We didn't know what to expect, and we didn't have much time to think about it. Luckily, Minneapolis and St. Paul have proven to be awesome cities. We've not only made some great friends here, but we've been able to appreciate the absolutely amazing arts scene: from the Walker Art Center to First Ave., where I've seen more good shows than I can count (though I'll go out on a limb and say the sold-out Hold Steady show in 2006 was the best).
This won't mean much for you all, because I'll still be posting music I care about, no matter where it comes from. I'm excited to not only stay in touch with the local bands I've loved the most (expect a detailed post about the Minneapolis scene sometime in June), but to get back into the Boston music scene, which I know next to nothing about. (Letters to Cleo are still around, right, guys? Guys?)
In the meantime, here's the best Minneapolis song I've heard since we moved here in 2004. I heard it in 2006, and it pretty much blows me away every time I hear it.
My wife and I have been writing a blog about leaving Minneapolis, and about all the stuff we've been trying to squeeze in before we leave. Feel free to check it out here. (Our last item on the list is First Ave., which we'll be visiting one more time for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs show on Saturday. Another item was seeing Purple Rain for the first time. Um ... I can't believe that movie exists.)
Thanks for everything, Minneapolis. It's been fun.
- Robot David
PS Thanks to Erin D. for her mad Photoshop skillz.